[Voice]

[mastertemplate]

[visceral chewing sounds and grunting, before the sound of something clattering on an empty plate]

I was eating meat exponentially more delicious than this, on board my own ship, watching Japan burn. Now, I'm stuck eating the scraps. Chewing on marrow. It's not glamourous. But I'm so hungry.

And the drums are still there, constantly pounding away. [

Comments

[tenshinomakai]

...there are a lot of people who can heal. It's a matter of what's wrong with you.

[mastertemplate]

There's nothing wrong with me. In fact, there's only right with me. I see wrong everywhere else. That's why I'm trying so hard to make sure everyone will see things my way. I'm quite the humanitarian.

[tenshinomakai]

Most people don't go looking for a cure when they're perfectly fine, but, sure...okay.

What were you just eating?

[mastertemplate]

I'm well and good. It's the world that needs a cure, and I've got it.

Nothing of consequence. Not anymore, anyway.

[tenshinomakai]

I don't know...I'm pretty fond of the world. I think I'd have to stop someone trying to cure it.

[mastertemplate]

I'm not destroying it. I'm only making it better. I promise. [snickering chuckle]